The judge was there, the jury tooAnd people from afar.A teenage boy, a tender youthWas prisoner at the bar.The great courtroom was crowded withAn eager anxious throng,And many poor hearts were aching forThe lad accused of wrong.

A teenage girl, with golden curlsSwept swiftly through the crowed.The people gazed, and wondered yetNot a word was spoken loud.The stepping to the judge she said,One moment she did pause.Then smiling through her tears she said"Judge, let me plead his cause".

Now judge your mind must wander backTo those long years gone by,And see your sweetheart and yourselfJust like this lad and I.Remember judge, you once was a boyJust like this fair young lad.If you convict him of this wrongYou'll dive him to the bad.

Tomorrow is our wedding dayThe one sweet dream of life.When too the alter we will goTo make me his dear wife.Unless you mean to blot our livesAnd say that we must part.Remember judge, your darling wifeWas one your dear sweetheart.

The judge rose swiftly from his seatThe court was still as deathAnd as the tears rolled down his cheeksHe said in a faltering breath"I have a little girl at homeWith just such childish waysAnd before I'd let this happen to herI'd rather be dead in my grave."

The jury did not leave the room,But quickly they agreed.The foreman briefly signed the noteAnd gave to the clerk to read."NOT GUILTY" were the only wordsI heard the young girl say"My love shall hold me in his armsLove Always has it's way. "